"I'm all right, thanks for your concern, Senior Brother," Lin Xin replied politely. "I hope your injuries are no hindrance as well?"
"Indeed, just needed some rest to recover. This time, I'm acting on the several stewards' wishes from the Formation Hall. In a little while, I'll take you to formally join the Sect. You should mentally prepare yourself," the man in yellow spoke in hushed tones.
"Formally join the Sect?"
Lin Xin was intrigued.
"Yes, that's a formal initiation where you swear a blood oath. You'll need to take a master. It's different from the random weed-out process at Tingjian Valley," the man in yellow whispered.
"Isn't my cultivation a bit too low...?" Lin Xin hesitated.
"It is low, but your talent is exceptional, and you've been using the Luminous Talisman Sword pretty comfortably, haven't you?" The man in yellow suddenly chuckled mischievously.
Sweat formed on Lin Xin's brow; he hadn't expected this seemingly good-natured man in yellow to have such a side.
